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Tag: ice

cream (warmest ice)

a white white blanket
covered one day
our town

in a hug full of children
running around

and the lights
in the night
made us shine, made us

find a new path
on the old old ground.

today it shines
the Sun
and you
and I
are still
– not walking –


the town, the old one
is not yet still,
– still – it is covered
and the new one is
yet to be built – or yet
to be seen?

time is moving fast. we
are going to be present, we
are what these times need.